A Steady Hand-Mary's Font
Steady is the hand
that soothes my brow;
broad are the shoulders
which encompass me.
I'll see close
and I'll see far
and not see more
than my and
your rising need
Steady is the love
which has gathered up
precious memories
which trace their delicate filaments
across my heart quivering
each time
swimming in Love's Eyes;
your touch
upon my eylids
the tracking of your fingertips
first high
then low
opens my doors
and just inside
I await
anticipating.
Long will
my need
embrace
this ravishing
which stretches me
from
gentle care
to deepest seed
exploding
from my deep source within.
soul rising
winging
liberating flow
because each time
there is the sense
this is
and will
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poem by Lonnie Hicks
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